Chapter 51 Reappearance of Black Robe

Yang Huang nodded: "Yes, the improvement of my strength is true. Even if Xianghan is really a trustworthy and delivered ally. But since it is an ally, it is necessary to let the other party see the value of continuing to cooperate, otherwise everything is empty talk. I don't think Xianghan can make sacrifices for us!" Yang Huang touched his chin and said, "Now I will come directly to lift the seal and go straight into the realm of the Dharma!"

After saying that, Yang Huang reached out and turned on the early warning device of Qingzhuzhai. The next moment, he sat cross-legged in the practice room and began to lift the seal and peep at the Dharma with all his strength.

If you are an ordinary person, if there are only seeds with fire marks in their bodies, you must constantly nourish the seeds with soul power, so that the seeds can produce intelligence, distinguish between the enemy and me, and not burn the body.

When the seed is born of wisdom, it is called spiritual inflammation. At this time, Lingyan can be introduced into the sea of knowledge, forming a real fire seal and achieving a glimpse of the Dharma realm.

But now, what exists in Yanghuang Dantian is not a seed at all, but a real spiritual inflammation. In this way, he can avoid his months of hard work, and he can directly bring Lingyan into the sea of knowledge, form a firemark, and achieve a glimpse.

"Open!" Yang Huang's soul power rushed directly into the Dantian and went towards the melon seed-sized spiritual inflammation package. Don't wait for Yang Huang's soul power to contact with that Lingyan. Lingyan has trembled violently, and a sapling of the Buddha finally met with nectar.

suddenly absorbed it crazily, but the soul power consumed by this degree of absorption was minimal. The purpose is just to make Lingyan and Yang Huang's soul power resonate and recognize Yang Huang as the main one.

If he condenses himself, he naturally does not need this process, but this is a spiritual inflammation that forcibly plunders others, and naturally he must first let him recognize the Lord.

In the history of the burning cave, there are many people who have condensed spiritual inflammation within a day. In the later growth, all of such people were the proud sons of heaven and became the cold pillar of the sect. If there was no one, they could cause an uproar in the sect.

If this person is a local practitioners, their parents will certainly send invitations to congratulate their children. Even foreign practitioners will receive unprecedented attention in the sect if they find such a situation.

Because their soul power is very affinity and cohesive, not only condensed spiritual inflammation, but also later when they visit relics and grab magic weapons, they are very easy to get the recognition of relics and magic weapons, and seize the opportunity to others everywhere. It can even bring opportunities to this school. In a sect, the number of such disciples directly reflects whether the sect is vigorous, whether it can continue to develop, or whether the number of spirits has gone into decline.

This arrangement was officially made before Xianghan. At that time, Xianghan was just a chess piece, as long as he set off a wave in the sect. Even without Huang Yuchen's admiration, Yang Huang's promotion to the realm of the law alone has caused a sensation in the sect.

As for whether Yang Huang will fall from the position of genius to shit in the future is not what Xianghan needs to pay attention to.

The spiritual inflammation has not been nourished by the soul for too long. Even the soul power of Yang Huang, a mouthful of devour, seems very slow at this time. Three hours later, the spiritual inflammation suddenly trembled. It's like a full baby with a hiccup.

At the same time, a sense of intimacy slowly emerged in Yang Huang's heart. He knew that he had begun to get in touch with Lingyan at this time. In the past, this compressed spiritual inflammation was only the size of melon seeds. Although it resided in Yang Huang's Dantian field, Yang Huang could not borrow its power or even communicate with it. It was like a dead object. But now, as long as Yang Huang's mind moves, he can immediately drive it.

"Ring up!" Feeling that the time was ripe, Yang Huang's mind moved slightly. Suddenly, the spirit beat violently, and the next moment, the virtual bridge of force built directly between Yang Huangshihai and Dantian shuttled back and forth. In less than a moment, the spiritual flame has jumped into Yang Huang's sea of knowledge.

As soon as Lingyan jumped into it, Yang Huang's sea of knowledge immediately changed dramatically.

It seems that Yang Huang's sea of knowledge is too small to make it comfortable, and the spiritual flame trembles. A red breath suddenly permeated the whole sea of knowledge space.

The golden rattan, which turned into pillars, seemed to be inspired, swallowed up those breaths one after another, and then began to transform.

That trace of breath is like a rune and a totem. It slowly spread among those golden branches. In a moment, Yang Huang's golden branches in the whole sea of knowledge had been covered with red runes. Originally, Yang Huang's sea of knowledge was golden and magnificent. There is a sense of grace and magnitude, but now it seems that there are red runes in the golden color, which makes the whole sea of knowledge show a ferocious and bloodthirsty feeling.

Not only that, after absorbing the breath of spiritual inflammation. Those branches bounced from the ground again and patted towards the surrounding void. Yang Huang was not unfamiliar with such a scene.

With the beating of the golden branches, the void shattered again. Yang Huang's sea of knowledge has once again been greatly expanded, one kilometer, two kilometers and three kilometers. Every time the branches are beaten this time, they can open up thousands of meters of places. In a few breaths, Yang Huang's sea of knowledge has expanded ten times more than before and become a 10,000 square meters space.

Although this space is still supported by gold branches. But now there is an extra red gold breath, which is like a cloud. It's better not to disperse, but it's very light. Although the color looks horrible, Yang Huang didn't feel anything wrong after taking a few breaths.

On the contrary, I feel refreshed, and I feel that the control of divine thoughts has been much more refined than before.

Look at the spiritual inflammation, it's like a monarch at this time. I don't know why these golden branches are controlled by it. It hovered and condensed to form a circular altar.

On the altar, there is the spiritual flame suspended. Lingyan kept absorbing Yang Huang's thoughts, and then sprayed a red breath.

This red breath was swallowed up and absorbed by the golden branches around it, and turned into spitting out this red golden breath, filling Yang Huang's whole sea of knowledge.

"Let's see what these are!" After thinking for a moment and looking at the red-gold smell around him getting more and more, Yang Huang finally summoned Xuanying in.

Xuan Ying usually lives in the second sea of knowledge opened up by immortal seeds in Yang Huang's body. The sea of knowledge is boundless, like a complete universe, and there is an immortal divine robe turned into a palace. He is more comfortable and comfortable. Naturally, he lives in Yang Huang's sea of knowledge.

"Is this Reiki?" As soon as she entered Yang Huang's sea of knowledge, Xuanying stretched out her hand and grabbed it. Suddenly, the breath grabbed it in her hand and sniffed it gently. She suddenly said in surprise, "What a pure aura, how can it be like this? Has your aura? Has changed?"

"Can Reiki also be transformed?" Yang Huang naturally didn't know this paragraph, so he asked curiously, "Is this situation good or bad?"

"Naturally it's better!" Xuanying shook her head and said, "Originally, the soul power should have entered the spiritual inflammation, and then the spiritual power should be formed after being absorbed and forged by the spiritual inflammation, so the spiritual power should be red. But now in your sea of knowledge, the aura is absorbed by these golden branches, and then it is restored and spit out again, with some more changes. However, I can feel that this change has made your aura ten times more solid than before. Now you picked up a big leak in vain. Now even I am very curious about what these branches are, and they seem to have grown a lot more than before. Will they still bloom and bear fruit?

"Hahaha, you two idiots naturally won't know what this pain is!" While Yang Huang and Xuanying were curiously groping for the evolved golden branches in front of them, a cruel and sharp voice sounded again: "I didn't expect that your strength would progress so slowly, which really disappointed me. It took two months to step into the realm of peeping into the Dharma. I think you'd better return my body!"

As soon as the sound fell, Yang Huang only felt a sudden darkness in front of him, and then a pair of big hands had patted him and Xuanying overwhelmingly. Looking at that posture, it seems that Yang Huang and Xuanying are like two little flying insects and want to be shot to death.

"It's you again, you don't even have a trace!" In an instant, Yang Huang has identified the source of the voice: "Who the hell are you!" Yang Huang said, his mind moved and roared twice. The golden earth on the left and right sides of Yang Huang and Xuanying suddenly towered, forming two mountains, firmly guarding the two of them in the middle.

"Bang!" The pair of black big hands hit the two mountains transformed by Yang Huang fiercely, shaking the two mountains. The next moment, he turned into an aura with those black big hands and returned to the sea of knowledge.

"Hahahaha!" The sharp laughter sounded again, and the next moment the space a few kilometers away from Yang Huang twisted, and a man in black robe had appeared. This man is not someone else. It was when Xuanying opened up a sea of knowledge for Yang Huang. The man in black appeared from the void. Originally, Yang Huang thought he had killed him, but he didn't expect that he would appear now.

Feeling the fluctuation of aura around him, Yang Huang couldn't help frowning. When he met for the first time, he had no power to fight back against Yang Huang's attack. Yang Huang wanted to flatten him, but he could only bear it. But now, he can actually control his soul power to attack Yang Huang, which is not a big change.

Even Yang Huang had to admit it, but in terms of the control of this aura, the black-robed man obviously made greater progress than him.

"Are you afraid?" The man in black smiled cruelly and said, "I told you, you will regret it. Today I will take back my body and suppress you into the depths of hell!" As the man in black said, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and a crack suddenly appeared. The crack was tens of thousands of feet deep. Flames and magma splashed everywhere, and a wail resounded through the sky. Yang Huang just looked at it and felt that his soul seemed to be sucked into the depths of the crack, which seemed to be hell, with all the cruelty you could imagine.